Luyện nghe bài hát My Money Straight

[feat. Guce, C & Young Jun3]
E-40]
What's happenin' y'all this mayne
I had to bring that old school mob sound
I had to go get my Black C and my nigga Guce
Yumtombout, our money is straight, nuggah
Beotch!
Yung Jun]
Please hold up me for one
My straight
Whole bunch of ice I'm
My money
And oh yeah, I'm E
My money
So please worry bout me
My straight
1: E-40]
Uhh, I'm breaking down a quarter on a dude who play with a Gillette razor blade
With a bucket of battery acid to my candy in case the po-po ray
I be beastin and I be and I be mobbin'
Any bitch nigga that got a problem I'm molly
be giving me all kinds of kisses and hugges
But they don't really wanna fuck me they wanna fuck my
I be it to the fullest mayne I push
Be all up in the smelling like Kush
Hiding in the fire latter mane I be gone
Every day by I smoke at least a half a zone
Finger on the chrome, letting it be
Throwed in the dome, wanna know wrong
I ain't never play to lose I to win
If it's money being generated I want in
My stacks won't fold it won't
Brought a one apartment (for what) just to keep my money in (beotch)
x2: Yung Jun]
[Verse 2: C]
Oh yeah, my money
You can ask them bad bitches in my until 8
Looking like they can't to put it in they face
If she ain't down with it then we plan a limit
Plus I represent this Bay, so I keep it res-ial
I'm gone off a pis-ial so fuck how they
A hundred dollar I'm ballin' on you suckers
round top down if a player feeling smothered
We customs 4's on the whip, Bentley holes sitting nice
The paint blue but it's green in the light
We goin call that a sprite D-boy ice
My D-boy swag I'm from that life
Black Ceaser be the name Black C is they call me
R.B.O. the camp point be the army
ya boy ballin sumthing like Spalding
And it's only bad bitches that a real call me
Yung Jun]
[Verse 3:
Purple in my cup looking I'm playing posses
You can get it with this chopper or the shotgun
My money straight off the and the Vodka
Errday we like I won an Oscar
Gangsta, from the of choppers and body bags
We ride shit that move fast like it crawl
We them toys all year like Toys-R-Us
You like a nigga that can't play bo's and truck
[Laughs] I'm threw they created ghetto broads
A trauma water cause ya trauma boy and on call
I'm balling like the Phoenix Suns, zone
And these bitches run for it, Marion Jones
Finger fuckin' the trigger like pussy I felt the
You wanna I touch ya hat broker helper
When I'm on ya line can't help ya
ass nigga not a leg that a felt up
My money
[Hook: Jun]